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Dirt roads, separated paths.
Two different worlds, torn to shreds.
Nowhere to run, nowhere left to hide.
Complete darkness, still blind.
She bled for forgiveness, upon her own life.
This girl, momentarily calm, young and insecure,
fighting back her precious tears.
Her heart, broken in two.
Only fear crept over her, unbraveful, unable to move.
Time stood still, moments passed.
No looking forward, just forcing herself back.
Hope slowly fades, her eyes, they become dim.
Trying to find herself, the fog oversees the wind.
Enough is enough, she grieves.
Sick of disappointments, but she still believes.
Rain pours down, she shivers.
Glancing up at the moonlight sky,
cries of horror fill her beautiful blue eyes.
Not knowing which way to go, she runs, frightened.
Covered in bruises, him to blame.
Burning still, as do the flames.
He left her life uneasy, unable for it to brighten.
She no longer feels what she thought was real.
Broken, can't seem to heal.
Face becomes pale, ghostly-like.
As if she appears dead in the mist, stabbed by a knife.
Fog overwhelms her, dissatisfied.
Still has nowhere to run, nowhere left to hide.
Becoming very distant, she screams out, goodbye.
Running faster, miles and miles ahead.
This time, hoping to find what is right.
This girl is nothing, a shadow.
Stepping back, dreams overcome her.
Tears pouring down, rain soaking through.
Still a blur.
Disappearing, she faces the facts.
No-one is there, no more breaths of fresh air.
Something attacks.
Realizing she's half-way gone, she leaves everything behind.
She can't keep up, she's stuck back in time.
Begging for forgiveness, once more.
She can't help but feel her insides turn,
a new life about to be born.

There's so many things I should've done
and so many things I never got a chance to say when you left,
like how I love you
and you were the best grandma anyone could ever have,
but now you're gone
in my heart and soul though - I know you'll live on.
God took you back home with him
he knew that your time on Earth was done,
it hurts me a ton
knowing you're no longer here,
I can't help but shed tears
but at the same time I'm happy you went home,
you're not suffering in pain anymore
and I know you're not alone.
I wish I would've visited you more
now I feel bad that I didn't open that door,
you know I meant well
but now I feel like hell.
I regret not opening up to you
and not being there when you were getting ill,
I want you to know that - to this day - it hurts me still.
You've been set free
I walk around acting like it doesn't bother me,
but inside I'm breaking down
I have to come to terms with myself,
it was better for your health.
I know that you being gone is something I can't change
but to me - you'll always remain the same.
One of these days I'll see you again
you're waiting for me at the gate to heaven.
I'll tell you the things I never said
like how you were wonderful,
you were always so full of laughter
you never were afraid to let anyone in.
I tried my hardest not to cry
but everyday that you've been gone - tears stream down from my eyes.
I know that it's fine to let you go now
even if my questions still aren't answered,
like 'why now.?!'
You'll always be around,
and that's enough for me to let go of your hand
let you be happy in another land,
but someday I'll see you again
you're waiting for me at the gate to heaven.

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Airborn and flying
Falling and rising
Sky high
Water below
Tears falling
Sobs growing
Heart aching
Stomach churning
Silence in the wind
Catching those tears
Soft touch
Warm feeling
Your here
At peace ………..

Warm, inviting
Your beach calls out to me
A cool breeze whispers of your presence
I turn to look but you're not there
I turn again and walk alone
Another breeze whispers your name
And you are with me once more

I see you in the sunshine, I feel you in the rain, Your voice is in the wind i hear you speak my name, I know that you are with me your footsteps in the snow, For you are all around me every where i go, The day that we got married we vowed we would not part and that is true my darling, you are always in my heart, If i could find the steps to heaven i would climb them with no fear, and carry you back down again just to have you here, We would be has we should be together like the past, Our love would never falter, Our love was mean't to last, I will go on searching if it takes my whole life through, I will know when i have found them, because i will be with you. xxx

Where is it gone,
come back to me now.
I'm lost without you,
I don't know how,
life will continue,
but not sure I can,
I need you so badly,
I'm only half a man.

Your loss is everything,
I hope it wasn't only a fling,
return to me,
and I promise to listen.

I beg and I plead,
be mine again.
you shall never regret
and we will be best of friends.

But out in the wilds
my mind has turned feral
it will never return
and my life shall now be
empty and lost
with no hope for redemption
I beg and I plead
and live with the emptiness inside

What great adventures lay beyond
This world that we can see
One step outside this world we take
When death to us comes near

We should not with fright greet
The harbinger of death
But gladly embrace all he brings
On this brand new journey begin

I cannot tell you what we'll find
For none have yet returned
But surely better than what is here
Of that I am assured

So come with me and join this toast
For there will be a brand new day
My life I count in hours now
So celebrate with me

Remember me as you pass by,
For as You are now so once was I,
as I am now so you shall be,
prepare for death and follow me.

Johnny Callison was a star right fielder for the generally hapless Philadelphia Phillies of the 1960's. As a baseball-crazed youngster, I idolized the gifted left-handed slugger. My trusty transistor radio was tuned in to all Phillie game broadcasts during the magical summer evenings, as I followed Johnny C's exploits with rabid fervor. In my eyes, between the foul lines of the National League ballparks, Johnny C could do no wrong. He dramatically ended the 1964 all-star game with a home run & was mobbed at home plate by such legendary players as Willie Mays & Hank Aaron.

As a child, little did I realize that major league baseball players had personal lives, even troubling ones. Johnny's baseball career ended at the relatively young age of 34. I later found out that he did not take care of himself physically & financially. Johnny C went from baseball Adonis to car salesman & bartender with eventual heart problems.

Years later as a middle-aged man, I saw him at a small town baseball card show in central Pennsylvania. The card show attendees paid scant attention to the erstwhile hero. Johnny C autographed a picture that I brought with me of his shining moment mob scene at the '64 all-star game. A wan smile spread across his aging face…..the same face that had poetically graced Topps' bubble gum baseball cards during the 1960's.

The card show meeting was an infinitely sad experience for me. I was struck with how wizened & fragile he looked. The roar of the 60's baseball crowd in his ears stilled forever, like the inevitability of our own lives being stilled forever.

Johnny Callison died in October of 2006 at the relatively young age of 67. My parents have been gone for quite some time. Friends of mine have died tragically young. This is the nature of our existence and though it is sad….the finiteness of life makes it more delicious and more miraculous if we take the time to appreciate the startling poetry of everyday life.

I weep into the night with my pillow wet from tears while holding it tight. The light soon rose to the top of my room. I realized I had cried through the moon. Dried up tears, held in fears, please let me drift away,oh why do I have to stay, I don't want to be here, My heart should have stopped beating, my body should be cold, I don't care about myself, I don't want to grow old. I hate that this happened to me, I hate what I couldn't be so see my fate is upon my hands so explain I why should listen to your demands. Faith will guide you whispered a voice,you have a gift along with a choice. What will you choose, the one where you win to receive your gift, or the one where you lose so your soul shall never lift.